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SnapPost #11 – Black badge’s (Ke!th universe)

This story was inspired by a #2bitTues twitter session earlier this month. Normally I write a few random bite size stories to fit the theme of the week, but this week I started with this tweet 2bitTues Image 1 which sparked my imagination so I followed it up with this one;2bitTues Image 2Since that last tweet the story has just kept growing in my head. It has now gotten to a point that it has now claimed a spot as part of a larger story project I am writing called Ke!th. So I am now writing the story it triggered below. Please let me know what you think.


Each badge meant something, blue for normal access, red for backstage. Everyone wanted red. Then there was the black one. The black badge was rare. The few that had one had sworn not to reveal its significance. I was surprised when I got one. There was a simple note within the envelope that my badge was delivered in.

“This will open a door hidden behind the black curtain that hangs across from the main hall’s entrance.” The rest, I suppose I was going to discover behind the door…

I wore that black badge with pride on the day of the event. Those around me looking at it in envy and curiosity.

The man sitting next to me in the first session said.“Hey man, I didn’t see the black badge on the site, how did you buy it? How is it different from the blue and red ones?”

All I could do was smile and say; “Sorry man, I can’t tell you that.” To be truthful I still had no idea what it was for. At that point I hadn’t entered the door yet. I just gave him the same answer I knew the other black badges would give. I had planned to go to the door right after that session was over though. I couldn’t wait.

As the session finished, I tried to walk as casual as I could to the location of the hidden door. But my phone beeped as I neared the curtain. The text had two words from a strange number. “Not active.” I thought it must be a wrong number. But as I got closer to the curtain I was tapped on the shoulder and I turned around to see a man with a stern look on his face. He was also wearing a black badge and he said “I know you are new to the badge so let me help you out. If you get a message saying Not active it means the door wont open. If the text says Active then you can enter. This door will become active around lunch. See you later.” And then He began to walk away. I was thankful for the information but had a lot more questions to ask him so I went after him and said;

“Hi, uh..thank you for that information but could you tell me more? What is behind the door and –” Before I could finish my sentence he stopped and looked at me with his stern face again and replied;

“You will have to wait until the door is active to learn more. Also, black badges don’t speak to each other outside the doors, we don’t want attention. Until later” And he walked away. Now I’m sure you can imagine that I couldn’t wait for lunch.

Keith nodded at Alex, keen to hear more of his story. “Well I–” Alex’s cellphone rang and he answered. Keith looked around the empty canteen while he waited for Alex to finish his conversation on the phone. Alex put the phone down and stood up. “Sorry Keith, I will tell you more later. That was one of the guys from upstairs. They have some 9-1-1 type of emergency that they want my help with.”

SnapPost #10 – The white hat

“I woke up  that morning and….

Well I don’t really know how to explain it but I knew.”

“Sir, I can’t write that into the report. Please give me details.” The agent said from the other side of his desk.

I stirred in my seat. “Uh… was just a sense that I needed to carry out the scan. Yes I knew it was out routine but it must have been a dream I don’t remember or something that planted the idea in my mind.”

“So you carried out the scan randomly, is that correct sir?”

I nodded, “Yes, I guess you can say that.”

“Great, thank you. Now can you tell me about the scan results?

I tapped the scan results on my lap. “So it was just a basic scan I set the filters to look for open services  like  port 80 and 25 and open sessio—

The agent interrupted me by waving his hands in the air, “Sir I am not technical could you go slowly, or maybe right the more granular information down in a document. I just need a summary for this portion.” Read more…

SnapPost #9 – The aspiring ninja

Some nouns used in this story

Some nouns used in this story


So I asked some friends on facebook for some random nouns (underlined in this story) to see what I could come up with as a short story. Let me know what you think!


This story begins with a unicorn and hippo locked in a epic battle of rock paper scissors. While that in and of itself is a very interesting scene and the story of how the two of them got to that point is equally interesting. But that is not the story to be told right now, this story only begins with them as our hero, an aspiring ninja named Mark, is found staring at their statue. He was on a quest you see. Well…at least he called it a quest. Others called it backpacking. Mostly because he carried a backpack the whole time. A backpack out of which his toothbrush was about to make its escape onto the grass from. But Mark wouldn’t notice as he was to focused on his quest which was to explore this land and to encounter a ninja that he would challenge to battle! Why? Well because as we all know if one can survive a battle with a ninja for longer than three minutes you gain their respect and they will train you. Sadly though he had yet to find a ninja. Which he found strange as his baedeker stated clearly that there were ninja‘s all over this part of the land. Right now all he could see was the man across the street scratching his armpit and throwing a beerbottle into a tree which didn’t break the bottle as it landed safely on the grass. It did however cause a leaf or two to be unsettled. The man then seemed to fall over as if struck by an invisible force, and stood up as if he was preparing for battle.

“Pick up the bottle and throw it away Joe or you will get it again”. A man trimming a  tall bush with his aberuncator a few feet away had yelled the words at Joe. “Alright, alright no need for hostility.” Joe picked up the bottle and threw it in a trash can and stumbled off. A young man stood up from a near by bench and began to stretch. He had a big red pimple on his nose, it was very distracting. “Hey you! What are you looking at?” Mark was busted for staring; “Uh, um not your nose..I mean..Sorry. I’m just looking around for a ninja to battle.” The pimpled young man laughed, “Yeah ok, I tell you what I’ll race you to that building over there with the anchor on it and if you get there first I’ll take you to a ninja.” Mark took his backpack off. “Alright lets do this, 1,2,3 GO!” The young man seemed to disappear leaving dust where he was standing. He was incredibly fast. The man trimming the bush laughed. Our hero sighed and sat on the bench. He took out a post card from his backpack and wrote, “Dear mom, no ninja’s yet. Doing a lot of walking so at least I am burning some calories.” If only Mark knew that ninja always hid in plain sight…

SnapPost #8 – Twinkle Photo

Below is my submission for this weeks photography challenge. These are some of the decorations my wife has made for our house during Christmas, she  is so creative 🙂


SnapPost #7 – Ten minutes of Ke!th

The ! mark

The below was written in 10 minutes for the daily challenge. Wow, I had to think fast on this one! Glad to see Keith again though. Let me know what you think!


Keith was late. Sitting on the bus with only the soft tick-toc of a fellow passenger’s watch to be heard he was reminded of how time was marching onwards and how late he was getting. It wasn’t the end of the world he tried to remind himself he was sure that they would understand if he stepped in late, after all it was his first lesson. He didn’t want to make a bad impression though, he hated being late, maybe he would talk to the instructor afterwards to apologies. The bus came to a stop and he jumped out and ran towards the class. The big “Krav Maga this way” signs helped him navigate the large community center quickly. If he wanted to make a difference, he needed to train. He was excited. He tried to slip into the classroom unnoticed as many partners were already trying out a few moves. Was this the right class? This didn’t look like a 101 type of lesson. A bald and angry looking man spotted him and walked towards him.

“Hey! your late, well I’m not gonna waste time going over things right now, time to sink or swim, here take this knife.”

Keith caught the knife that was suddenly flying through the air, happy to learn that it was plastic. “Hi, yes I’m sorry I’m late but the bus—

“Talk later, fight now.” “Come at me!”

“Well this is strange” thought Keith. “But OK then.” He ran at the guy, knife in hand. He didnt know what happened after that but next thing he knew he was laying on the floor. His ribs bursting with pain and the bald guy was holding the knife. Keith had a lot to learn.

SnapPost # 6 – Sunlight through a tree

Below is my submission for this weeks photo challenge. I captured this with my phone as I stepped out my door on my way to work. I love the angle of sunlight as it cuts through the tree. To the left of the photograph the sun is landing directly on my driveway.



SnapPost #5 – Christians are like shot glasses

2014-11-09 19.50.32I snapped the picture on Sunday night because as I held it after our service at church I was struck with a strange thought; Christians are like shot glasses. Read more…

SnapPost #4 – Don’t sit on me

I found this sign walking around in Cape Town. Sharing it in connection to the weekly photo challenge.

copyright Tyron Armstrong

Found in Cape Town Mainstream Mall

SnapPost #3 -The story of a porcupine and tacos

Some nouns used in this story

Some nouns used in this story

The below is written for the weekly challenge. I asked friends for some random nouns (underlined in this story) and created a story out of them. Let me know what you think!

He had been hiding in a corner of the ceiling in the library for a long time. Yes, Yoshi the ninja porcupine was on yet another mission, awaiting his prey. But as highly trained as he was he couldn’t help but be distracted by the man rocking on WhatsApp screenhis chair at the table just below him. This man was a piece of work, sitting there with his hat on skew on purpose, visible armpit sweat stains on his shirt and a wristwatch that ticked so loudly it drove Yoshi mad. What made it worse was that he kept sneaking pickles out his bag, eating them, licking his fingers and then turning the page of the book he was reading. In a library, what disrespect this man had for other people and public property. One of the things Yoshi hated was disrespect for the rules, second only to dirty books and maybe toe-jam, because that is just gross, filthy human feet, bleeg! Come to think of it Yoshi hated a lot of things, that’s why he became a ninja, and not an artist like his father wanted. Staring at a canvas trying to paint a flower he would hate that. This guy however with his pickles and ticking watch was getting closer and closer to the top of Yoshi’s list right now. Yoshi wanted to wipe him out of existence. The world would be a better place without him, death by a quill to the throat it would be.

But he was on a mission, he had to wait for the man with the apparatus designed to take over people’s minds to show up and stop him from selling it. Operation padlock must succeed! It was just then when the man walked in, the apparatus tucked under his arm. A picture of a kickstand on his t-shirt. Yoshi dropped down right in front of him, quill in hand, “It is time to die fiend!” The man looked Yoshi in the eye and opened his mouth and said “BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP” it was at that point that Frank woke up and switched off his alarm and made a mental note not to eat tacos so late at night ever again.

SnapPost #2 – The rise of a hero

The ! mark

The below is a written for the weekly challenge, let me know what you think.


He looked around as others passed by, pretending that nothing was happening. The man swayed the knife; “Ain’t got all day!” In disbelief he hands over his phone and wallet for the second time that month. “That’s a good boy.” The man gestures with his knife; “Now take a hike!” running back to the car he had suddenly appeared from. The car now speeding off into the distance with what was once his inside. He continued to walk down the road towards work. He heard the whispers of those around him. Those who had been witnesses but had done nothing. “Poor guy”. Why did no help come when he needed it? Others were aware of what was happening but did nothing, just like the last time. In front of him he sees a traffic officer pulling over a taxi that clearly broke several laws. Walking past he sees the officer pocketing some money and hears the taxi driver; “Pleasure doing business with you officer, enjoy your lunch”.  Justice isn’t served. The law is overlooked in favor of a bribe. How long will evil go unchecked? The moral compass of the world must be broken because we are spiralling out of control. Where are the men of integrity that should be leading us? Instead of leaders for us to follow there are only men looking out for themselves.

He walks past an ally where he hears a scream. He sees a pregnant women clinging to her purse while a man tries to pull it away. “Help!” Others walk on. Evil prevails. Good men do nothing. No! He will do something. It’s time that evil be dispelled from prominence, one good act at a time. He grabs a plank with “!” on it and runs in to the ally. The hero rises.

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